the marker vs. miyo

Miyo has on a bathing suit and is running around the house. She had marker on her thigh and we yelled at her as per usual. Then she pulled her bottoms down a little and scratched her butt, revealing that she markered both cheeks. As I pulled them down to look more, Ben started laughing. She had also markered the front... A three year old with black sharpie pen drawn on pubic hair is shockingly funny.

miyo vs. michael jackson

Miyo knocked on the medicine cabinet, demanding, "Who's in there?" Then she opened it and exclaimed, "Michael Jackson?!... I don't want any Jacksons in here!"

I don't know where the heck she got it from, but I like it.

email to miyo from grandma dianne

Miyo, I just want to tell you that I LOVE you and am so glad you came to visit me.

But I have something to tell you. Remember when Grandpa was brushing your hair for you? You were being so good, even tho he was trying hard not to pull and hurt you, I could see you were afraid that it would hurt. But you let him brush it and he sure liked helping you.

I have to tell you about hair brushing and something I learned when I was a little girl. Don't ever let your mom brush your hair when she is mad at your dad.

I am going to mail your mittens to you. I found them behind the ottoman in the living room, you silly girl.

love, Grandma.

email to miles from grandma dianne

Hi Miles. We sure had fun with you at my house. Did you tell your mom about the great icicles we had on our deck? Did you tell your dad how bad you beat Pete and Tanya at Monopoly? You are a multi multi millionaire!!!

Hey, I have a little advice for you about whenever you have a fight with your sister. If your sister hits you, don't hit her back. They always catch the second person.

8-) Love, Grandma

miles' newest poetry

Acorn

A french head
with a beret
small brain inside
squirrel scoots along
Uh-oh
by-bye world
Snap! Snap! Snap!
Munch! Munch! Munch!
MMMM!

Miles Hanson
12-21-09

miyo's obsessed with boobs

I was putting Miyo's boots on her, so I lifted her up and sat her on the freezer in the mud room. I was pushing her leg into the boot with the bottom of the boot on the center of my chest. She asks, "Why are you putting my boots on you boobs?" I told her it wasn't my boobs it was my chest (ladies, we all know it would hurt, so I wouldn't do this). Anyway, she continues, "You have boobs." And I said, "You have boobs too." (I don't KNOW why?) She totally got mad and said, "I don't have you boobs, my boobs are different, like my daddy's!"

miles is still hilarious

Yesterday, while walking towards my white van, I thought I read "car" written in the black salty crud us Minnesotans have on our cars all winter. I laughed, not really getting it, but remembering how fun it was to write on cars (don't let Hal (my dad) catch you).

Then I was waiting in the driveway this morning, with Murphy, for his bus to come. In Miles' hand is written, "Carter, I'm inside." I laughed so hard. It's hilarious to me that, 1. he thought Carter would look at the side of my vehicle for a message. 2. That Carter would notice it at all. And/or, 3. Maybe they actually planned it out, "I'll leave you a message on my mom's van..."